What I have learned Grace really is...

GRACE
Holding so tight to the rope of grace so as not to fall
My years I spent learning how to hold on tighter.

One day however I began to slip. I tried and I tried not to fall.
Fear gripped me as I realized I wasn’t strong enough to hold on.
All I had build my life to be flashed before my eyes as I began the long fall down
I watched as all the ground taken in my climb was lost.

I woke to find my self not on a sharp bed of rocks no... for this place was soft and strong.
I lay for a while grieving all the ground that was lost looking up at the mountain that seemed bigger now than ever. I worried I would never make it to the top. I worried my salvation I had lost and His love withdrawn.

Asleep I fell again in that place that was soft and strong to over whelmed to stay awake.

When I awoke a second time my mind in a panic I thought how soon I must start my climb again.
“But first I must know what this place is that is soft and strong”

I sat up to look around. So large was the place I lay that I felt small.
Then a deep whisper not in words rose from the place that was soft and strong.
Then I knew. Then I knew. All at once I knew.
These were the hands of Grace that caught me.These soft and strong hands were Grace not that rope I had held on to!
I looked back to the mountain and saw it in new light. Not a mountain at all but a tower. A tower build by men striving to get to heaven.

I lay back again over come by all that I saw.
Closed my eyes so I could better feel the soft strength that held me.
In my rest my hand let go of the last bit of rope I held on to.

When I awoke I was no longer wearing the climbing gear, no it had melted away.
In it’s place was the most beautiful dress I had ever seen.
My hands were soft again all the scars and calluses from years of work had been cleaned away.
My feet were also soft and flexible again. In my ears were leaves of gold, around my ankles were soft links of flowers.
I stood and found my legs had new strength too.

These great big hands of Grace are where I want to live my life. Grace is a lovely thing for it let me choose, for that, I want all the more to stay.

So I will live my life undone in the hands of Grace. Oh the bliss to know I need never climb again! Need never work again, need never worry again.
Yes to live in Grace is what I choose!
Grace has told me tails of all the wonderful things that I can know in His hands.
So I will spend the rest of my life not in striving but bliss learning about Love, Joy, Peace and Hope.
I will live my life learning all the greatness that is mine, not because I strived, no, but because He gives.

This is Grace.